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bullet-clubs-bitch · 4 months

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Can i request a Billy Gunn fic with some NSFW? Possibly he and reader were old friends when he worked for WWE but they reconnect after a long time and get close to each other again and maybe a wrestler cuts a promo on him and says something about y/n and he snaps and kinda confesses his feelings he has for her.

Old Flame

An: This ended up to be way longer than I thought it would be. I decided to play a different route with this request

Summary: Billy and Y/n "dated" (really just sex) a while ago and Billy hates how he let Y/n slip through his fingers all those years ago because he was afraid of commitment. What happens when she shows up in AEW and he relies he still loves her.

Word count: 2K

Warnings: SMUT (18+) Billy Gunn X Female reader, Mentions of Sex and sexual acts, mentions of alcohol and spiked drinks, 18+ themes

Main Masterlist Part 2 Part 3

I had mixed feelings about having Y/n in AEW, sure it was great to see her after all these years but it was strange since how much we had both changed. I remember when I first saw Y/n after all our years apart. I was backstage at dynamite when I saw her, jokingly said to my sons “That chick over there looks like Y/n” and once she turned around I noticed it was indeed her. I felt my stomach drop. She looked different, older, well of course she looked older we were both way older now but she aged like fine wine, still gorgeous as ever. When I asked what she was doing backstage at Dynamite she explained that she was there to help the young talent in the women's division, along with teaching her daughter how to wrestle. I was happy for her but for some reason I was nervous.

The first few weeks went by fast and I barely ran into Y/n which I was secretly grateful for. That was until my sons, The Gunns joined bullet club gold. Although we didn’t work on screen together at the end of the day they were still my children. I guess the boys did some digging and found out about the little fling Y/n and I had all those years ago. I tried to explain to them that it was years ago, way before they were even born, for them to leave it alone, but they knew I obviously wasn’t over it since I had been practically avoiding Y/n. The boys thought it would be funny to ask Y/n to train them even though I already taught them everything they needed to know. So here I am sitting across the ring from the woman I let slip through my fingers years ago.

“So Y/n, I heard you and my dad used to date back in the day” Austin said. I store daggers at him, but he didn’t care, instead he gave me a smirk, wanting to see how far he could push me before I broke.

“I wouldn't say we dated necessarily” Y/n said, as she corrected Colten’s grip, making the choke he was practicing on his brother more effective. “Sure we went out on a few dates but we didn’t date. Your father didn’t want to commit to a relationship” Her words stung, the story she told had no effect on her but I still hated myself for it even if it was 30 years ago. “So you guys were just fuck buddies then?” Colten asked. “COLTEN!-” I yelled but Y/n cut me off. “I guess you could say that, but your father was a gentleman and always bought me dinner first”

To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement. I was just about to leave when Y/n called out “Come on Billy, don’t be such a baby. They are just messing with you” I continued to walk pretending not to hear her, she came up to me and grabbed my arm, forcing me to turn and look at her. As I towered over her, I felt like I had gone back in time. Back to the time where I fucked everything up years ago.

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“Y/n I’m sorry!” I yelled out to the poor girl who stood beneath me with tears in her eyes. “I should have known you were only using me to get your dick wet” She yelled back, her words laced with venom. I knew it was only a matter of time before she would ask to be more than whatever it was we had going on but the truth was I was so scared to mess things up between us I didn’t even realize the hole I dug myself into until it was too late. I was trying to protect her but instead I hurt her.

This little buddy system started a few months ago when a very drunk Y/n admitted that no guy she had been with had made her cum. One day after a PPV we all went out for drinks when Y/n’s got spiked, luckily for her it wasn’t too bad but boy did she say some crazy things.

Being a good friend I took her back to my hotel room before she could embarrass herself too much and she ended up passing out right as we stepped foot in the room. Carefully I placed her on the bed and removed her shoes before tucking her under the covers.

When she came to, she was confused. “Did we fuck?” was the first thing she asked me, noticing she was in my bed. “No, but you wanted to” I told her, Y/n looked at me confused. “Someone spiked your drink at the bar. I took you back to my hotel room to keep you from embarrassing yourself” I told her truthfully. “Oh god, what did I say?” “Nothing much, just that you have never had an orgasm before” “Great” “Don’t worry, I'm sure I can help you with that problem” I told her with a smirk.

I couldn't deny the effect she had on me, she was perfect in every way. Seeing her in my bed didn’t help my crush on her. As we made our way back to the hotel she kept rambling about random things and even suggested that we sleep together. I knew that wasn’t her talking, she was drugged and wouldn't remember a thing in the morning. Even though I liked her, no way would I take advantage of her in such a state. I wanted to get with her when she was fully sober, wanting to have something real not just an impulsive booty call or being so fucked up we woudn’t remember anything in the morning.

So I waited until the time was right. I sat in my private locker room fantasizing about Y/n when I heard someone knocking at my door. “Who is it?” I yelled through the door. To my surprise it was Y/n herself. “It’s me! Are you almost ready to go?” She asked me “Yeah, just give me a minute!” I said before opening the door to let her inside. When I opened the door I saw the shocked look on her face. “Well someones excited to see me,” she said as she looked me up and down. I was confused for a second until I looked down noticing I was fully hard. “Shit!” I could feel my face get red. “Don’t worry, it happens to everyone. You don’t have to be embarrassed” She told me reassuringly. I quickly grabbed all my things, changing the subject. “Do you want to get room service tonight instead? I don’t really feel like going out tonight.”

The two of us sat in my hotel room in silence. Y/n was first to break the silence. “Does it hurt?” She asked, referring to my still hard cock. “It doesn’t hurt, just uncomfortable” I told her, the effect she had on me still being shown. “Do you want help with it?” I almost choked when the words came out of her mouth. “What?” I asked in disbelief. “Do you want some help with that?” She repeated as she got up from her seat, deciding to sit on my lap. “We could help each other out?” I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Everything happened so fast, before I knew it we were tangled in each other, frantically taking off the others clothes fighting for dominance. “You have no idea how long I have wanted this,” I told Y/n. I could tell by the look on her face she was shocked by my size. “Don’t worry I’ll take good care of you” I told her reassuringly. I wanted to take my time with Y/n. I placed delicate kisses down her body before settling between her thighs. Kissing and sucking her inner thighs before inserting myself in her. I started with slow thrusts, trying to keep my promise of being gentile but she just felt so good, I needed to feel more, I needed to make her cum, I needed to make her have an orgasm so good, she could never be with anyone else, and that’s exactly what I did. My thrusts were hard, the grip I had on her hips as I pounded into her would bruise but neither of us cared. The two of us a moaning mess, my ears where filled with praises that left her lips. “Fuck, you feel so good, you fill me up so good” I could tell by the way she fluttered around me her words were true. “Fuck Y/n” I called out. I could feel she was close. “That’s it baby” I praised “Right there, You're close. Just relax baby. I need you to relax for me, don’t fight it” I told her as I continued my assault on her pussy. I reached my hand between us to play with her clit. That put her over the edge. “That’s it baby, I got you, let it out, let it all out” I told her as I continued to fuck her through her orgasm before I pulled out, cumming all over her chest.

That became our routine. After shows we would either go out for dinner or order room service then have some crazy sex. As the weeks went past I found myself falling in love with Y/n and it terrified me. I was scared I was going to hurt her so I pushed myself away. I didn’t even realize it but I had become distant with her. Looking back on it I was kind of a jerk, I was never one for aftercare but with Y/n it was different, I almost found it better than sex, it was more intimate. That was why I fell in love, so, I became distant after sex, I acted like I didn’t care but I cared too much. When she asked what changed I avoided the question, when she asked to be more than just sex I turned it down without thinking. By the time I realized what I did it was too late.

“I’m Sorry Y/n!” I yelled out to the poor girl who stood beneath me with tears in her eyes. “I should have known you were only using me to get your dick wet” She yelled back, her words laced with venom. I knew I fucked up. “Y/n wait! I didn’t mean it.” I yelled but It was too late. She was already grabbing her clothes that were scattered around the room and left before saying “And to think I was in love with you”

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Since that day at the training facility I couldn't get Y/n out of my head. She was all I thought about 24/7. That day replaying over and over again. But tonight I had a Trois match with the acclaimed against top flight and action andretti and I knew I needed to focus on the match, not Y/n. The match went well, another successful title defense until we were interrupted by bullet club gold. Austin and Colton were obviously still not over how I picked the acclaimed over them, the two of them alongside Juice Robinson requesting a title shot. I was going to say no until they brought up Y/n. “Of course you would say no Billy. I’m honestly shocked you are still with the acclaimed, I know how you are with commitment. I mean you let the love of your life slip through your fingers because you were scared of commitment. I wonder what Y/n would think if she knew you still beat yourself up about it 30 years later. Now you are all alone, still wrestling when you should be retired because you have no one to go home to” Their words stung but they were true “You want a title shot? FINE, Next week Bullet Club Gold Vs The Acclaimed and Daddy Ass!” I yelled back at them!

I sure hope Y/n didn’t hear any of that.

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magnoliacharmed · 1 year

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Michelangelo’s Billy Gunn

18+, Billy Gunn x Fem!Reader one shot

[Also available on Archive of Our Own!]

Word count: ~2.6k

Tags: Flirting, teasing, making out, handjobs, hair pulling, condomless sex)

Summary:

Billy Gunn pops his gum at you, chases you around an arena, then makes you beg for him.

"You sure do like to stare at me."

"Huh?"

Oops. You really were staring at Billy Gunn himself. His well sculpted frame towered over you as he obnoxiously chewed his gum. A small mischievous smile was plastered on his face. He could be so irritating! Sometimes you were sure that while the rest of his body matured his brain was still stuck at 16 years old.

"You're staring at me. I understand why, though." Billy raised his arm up to flex his bicep and smiled even wider at you. You rolled your eyes at him even though on the inside you burned with an embarrassing amount of desire for the man. You couldn't help but get a little mesmerized at him, especially when he ran around oiled up in the tiny shorts with his nickname sprawled across the back. Only he could make something as ridiculous as Mr. Ass work in his favor.

"Tell me Billy, are you really an ass man?"

More loud chewing. "Wouldn't you like to know? For you, I'm an anything man." His eyes sparkled with playfulness.

He'd stared at you quite a few times but had managed never to be caught. Your role as backstage interviewer gave him leeway to mess with you. He'd watch you fix your makeup or outfit then flirt with you right before the camera came on to get you flustered. It worked the first few times, something that pissed you off and turned you on. After that you steeled yourself against him. Unfortunately, or maybe very fortunately, that only made him want to try harder.

"Well, I'm no liar. I was staring at you. You're just the most handsome man in this entire arena. The whole city, even. The entire world! How could I not stare at you?" You leaned forward to squeeze his bicep. Your head fell back exaggeratedly in mock ecstasy. It was starting to get harder to pretend that you didn't want him to fuck your brains out. He on the other hand always made his desire for you well known.

"I've been thinking, you should change your name to Michelangelo's Billy Gunn. But Michelangelo's Mr. Ass would be much funnier..." You tapped at your chin in faux deep thought.

Billy gestured down to his crotch, thrusting forward to you slightly with the famous "suck it" gesture. Of course he was wearing those little shorts again! You felt like such a pervert every time you took a peek at him.

"That just wouldn't be accurate. My dick is way bigger than that sculpture's. Wanna see?" He pulled down his shorts the tiniest bit, a smattering of blonde hair decorating his tanned skin.

Yes!

"I could report you for all this, you know."

Billy's head tilted to the side innocently while he pulled the shorts back into place. "You wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Ugh, you're so annoying!" Your cheeks burned hot at his expression. He always looked like he was seconds away from pulling your dress up and taking you right there.

Billy laughed at you stomping away from him, your heels clicking loudly against the flooring.

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A few hours later you stood by the craft table. Your mouth absently chewed at the end of a dried up carrot stick while you stared into space. What were you going to do about Billy? What could you do about him? Sure, you could shut down the flirtatious banter and remind him to be professional. Or you could continue on messing with each other, a constant feedback loop of innuendo and lustful glances.

"Still thinking about me, baby?"

Billy materialized in front of you. You'd been so lost in thought that the sound of the entirely too crunchy carrot blocked out the noise of his gum popping. He was due out in the ring soon. The shirt he was wearing earlier was now gone. His chest and torso gleamed under the arena lighting, oil rubbed into his skin with no spots missed (you ran your eyes up and down his body a few times, just to be extra super-duper sure). Your legs shifted underneath you at the sight. His eyes were covered by a tiny pair of circular sunglasses that didn't do much to hide his amused expression.

"You look like one of the three blind mice."

Billy laughed loudly at you in an over the top fashion, his hand resting on his stomach. You sure loved to poke fun of him, something he thought was endearing.

"One day I'm gonna fuck all of those little jokes out of you." Billy's voice came out rougher than he expected it to.

The neck of your dress was cut extra low tonight. The charm on the necklace you wore fell right where your cleavage met. It rested comfortably at the soft flesh. If he was bolder or had a few drinks in him he would've stuck his face right there between them to be surrounded by your warmth. He'd brush it off by motorboating you and shrugging nonchalantly after the fact. He restrained himself though. Billy knew that he'd soon be able to feel all of you and not just as part of a crass joke.

You cleared your throat at Billy's unwavering gaze.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ass? You sure are staring intently at me. I'd hate for the whole world to see how hard you are."

Your fingers slowly reached up to fix the neckline of the dress. You deliberately pulled and smoothed over the fabric covering your tits. You lingered while you pushed them up to readjust them, holding them up as an invitation. As soon as Billy began to speak, you let your hands fall down.

"Missed your chance! Nice to see you be the speechless one for a change."

He loved it when you teased back at him. Billy took a step forward and closed the gap between the both of you. His body radiated with wanting, his chest heaving at the thought of being inside you.

"When I come back out, you're gonna see just what you get from making me this hard."

He'd never sounded so… undone. So overcome. No more games. You'd finally made him snap. There was no way he was going to be able to keep his hands off you now. You watched him run his fingers through his blond, yellow-white hair. You got fidgety at the muscles rippling through his arms.

"I think you're on. I'll see you after the match!" You winked at him while picking up a shriveled up piece of celery. He left you standing there, his face more strained than you'd ever seen it.

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The match was over faster than you thought it'd be. Billy had won with ease, despite not being able to focus, which put him in a great mood. Sweat furrowed on his brow and ran down his chest. The man was a living sculpture, carved and created just for you to stare at lewdly. He also happened to be approaching you rapidly while these thoughts picked at you. Your eyes widened at his determined stride towards you, a nervous smile popping on to your face. You bowed at him with a flourish.

"Congratulations. I'm glad I could motivate--"

Billy wordlessly picked you up and pressed himself into you. You wriggled around in his iron grip and kicked your legs under him. You felt his erection press against your thighs right where your dress ended. His lips were dangerously close to your neck. Being held so close by him made your panties flood. You got even wetter when he smacked your ass, then squeezed a cheek.

"I'll show you just how motivated I am."

You managed to escape him by pinching his shoulder roughly. He dropped you in shock, your heels clattering against the floor. His cock pressed against the stretched fabric of shorts in an obscene way. You tried your hardest to not return your gaze down to it every few seconds.

"You got my dress all messed up with your stupid oil." Little stains dotted your dress. Hopefully it'd be able to be dry cleaned. You really did like it and not just because it seemed to get Billy going.

"Come here," Billy whispered. The lust dripped off of him.

"Mm, I don't think I will." You stepped backwards away from him. His hand reached out to grab you again but you side stepped him. "What are you gonna do, chase me?"

Billy knew that you knew how much he liked to play silly games like this. Small steps backwards continued to move you away from him. Your tongue stuck out in jest before you turned around to run away around the arena.

With anyone else they would've let you run around like an idiot. Billy took off after you instead, much faster than you even after a match. Your heels didn't help your speed either. You wobbled in them with every turn around a corner. Your giggles echoed against the concrete walls while you did your best to not trip over giant wires from the surrounding A/V equipment. Confused expressions from the crew flashed in your vision by you every minute or so. Billy let out a growl to play up the big, scary monster he loved pretending to be.

Soon enough you reached the very back end of the arena. It was completely bare and barely lit, old lights flickering on and off disconcertingly. You turned on your heel after abruptly meeting the wall at the end of the hallway when Billy slowed down to a walk towards you.

"Looks like I won." Billy moved in to you again. You leaned back against the wall and watched him. He was practically jumping out of his skin with need. Your breathing was embarrassingly heavy. You couldn't tell if it was from the chase or from Billy's presence.

"Looks like you did, Billy. Are you going to claim your prize?"

Your back pushed even further against the cold wall as Billy leaned in to kiss you. His tongue swirled around yours eagerly, his hands running the length of your thighs. The kiss made your head swirl with anticipation. It was just the right amount of rough and passionate. Your hips involuntarily pushed into his lower half. With no thought in your mind besides "I need you,", you fiddled around to pull his shorts down and pull out his cock. You used his precome to slick him up, your hand wrapping around his girth with a steady grip. Billy groaned into your mouth at you dragging up the length of him.

His hand was in your hair with a forceful grip. He unlatched himself from your kiss while you continued to stroke to check your expression. Your mouth had fallen open with a lopsided, love-drunk sort of smile. You liked the way he smiled back at you, then closed his eyes when you stroked faster. The way he turned you by your hair to face the wall made you lose your handle on his cock with the movement. Huffing breaths at not being able to feel his hardness any more were dashed by his hands pulling down the front of your dress. Billy began to massage your tits so tenderly it caused you to twitch in confusion. Your moan was loud and strangled at the feeling of him pinching your nipple. He rolled the bud between his thumb and index finger with no plans of stopping any time soon.

"You want me, baby?"

"Yeeesss," The word dragged out of you. Your inner thighs squeezed against themselves, your clit begging for attention. Billy's words shot through you like lightning. He was still teasing you, just like the nuisance he was.

"Again. You want me?" His teeth nipped against your ear. You swore you could feel him smiling. How was he still able to mess with you like that? Bastard!

"Yes, Billy, fuck!"

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that."

With one fluid motion, your dress was pulled up around your waist and your panties had fallen to the floor. Your cheek was pressed up against the wall, the coolness of it sending little shivers across your bare chest. Billy didn't bother to be gentle when he entered you with a long stroke. His hand gripped even tighter into your hair as he began to thrust with dragged out, deliberate movements. He wanted you to feel every inch of him, to feel like you were on the verge of collapsing every time his tip hit your g-spot.

Billy liked the way your muscles fluttered around him, the way you begged and pleaded for you to fuck you harder. He pulled your head up just slightly from the wall while your eyes rolled back in your head. His free hand rested on your stomach to pull you closer to him. Your legs threatened to give out at the sensation of being so thoroughly filled up by him.

He laughed at the way you squirmed around him. It wasn't cruel or mean, just extremely happy. Finally he got to be inside you after weeks of back and forth flirting. You (poorly) acted like you weren't that into him, which didn't fool either of you. As much as you attempted to be professional during your interviews or tried not to indulge in his crass humor he got you to fall for his frat boy charm. It wasn't long before you started to bite your lip when he passed by and laughed at his silly jokes. Now here you were blindly clawing at his thighs for release, mumbling and whimpering his name in pleasure.

You were so close. You thought you would pass out when his fingers started to rub against your clit.

"Harder!" Your voice was breathy. It was so cute how insatiable you were for him. His hips snapped roughly into you, each movement becoming more and more uncertain. The breathing between the two of you and sounds of him moving inside you bounced against the wall. You really hoped no one could hear you. Billy hoped everyone could.

"Now you know… that I wasn't just… playing around." His lips were back at your ear. "When I said I'd fuck you… I meant it."

You nodded lazily at his words, not able to move your head much. They registered somewhere in your mind amongst the deepening feeling of him in you. The hold of his fingers at the base of your scalp was beginning to hurt in the best way. You were so hot around him it made his dick throb. With every plunge of himself amongst your walls, Billy felt you gush out under him. Your wetness covered your thighs causing them to shine under the dull lighting. Billy removed his hand from your stomach to reach down and wipe up some of it onto his fingers. He continued to hold on your hair to bend his knees, angling himself to fuck up into you. His index and middle finger spread apart to see the trails your arousal made between them.

The two fingers made their way to your lips. You opened your mouth immediately to suck on them with delight. When you hummed around them, Billy couldn't take any more.

His come shot inside you with rapid, hot spurts. A groan much louder than his earlier one hitched out of his lungs. You clenched down on him, your body begging him not to pull out. He eventually did… as slowly as he possibly could. When you turned around you were elated at seeing Billy's hands on his hips in an attempt to catch his breath. He was lit perfectly under the buzzing fluorescents. The way his chest moved and his skin reflected under the less than ideal lighting caused your eyes to blink slowly at him in awe.

He really was a work of art.

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hookhausenschips · 2 months

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🌸-Fluff 🔥Smut 💔Angst 📸Social Media

Imagines

Echoes Of Love Lost💔

Headcanons

Coming Soon

Series

Coming Soon

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smartycvnt · 4 months

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NSFW headcanons with Billy Gunn please?

Billy lives up to his moniker of "Ass Man"

He is constantly slapping or even just caressing your ass during sex

He tends to grab you there rather than your hips because he claims that i's easier

Billy can be a bit of a selfish lover, but you always enjoy yourself

He tends to go at a faster and rougher pace, but will slow things down if you ask him to

You really have to communicate your needs or else Billy will go off and do his own things

Sometimes that's nice, but you also like having more of a say in things

If there's something new you want to try, Billy usually jumps at the opportunity to do so

He understands you not being as enthusiastic when he brings something up, but the two of you always reach some sort of middle ground

Tag List: @himbos-hotline @thepalaceofmelanie @allyinwonderland18

#aew x reader #aew headcanons #billy gunn x reader #headcanons #hcs #romantic headcanons #smut headcanons #minors dni

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84reedsy · 20 days

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Can i request a quick NSFW hc for Billy Gunn if you have time?

Randomized a prompt for this one: #34: You like it when I touch you?

You tried to ignore him. But when he’s like a magnet for your gaze, you lose every time. Billy has never not been appealing to you, no matter how ridiculous the gimmick. He reveled in teasing you which only stoked the desire you felt that you desperately tried to keep buried below the surface. His audacity only increased. Showing off his new fluorescent trunks with lip prints all over them, one strategically placed at the top of where his bulge rested.

“They’re yours,” He smirked, catching you glancing at the tight, neon trunks as he fixed his blonde hair into a tight half-pony tail.

“What?” You were flustered when you were caught looking, which was more and more frequent lately, “What’s mine?”

“The lips,” He smirked more devilishly now, “I had your lip print copied and put it,” He rubbed his hand over the red lips, “right here,”

You rolled your eyes and scoffed. Kissing his cheek in the ring had never had such consequences before, it was part of your job. He was making torturing you part of his.

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After his match, its even harder to keep your eyes off his body, flushed with adrenaline and the sheen of sweat makes every muscle glimmer. The scent of his masculinity makes you want to make bad choices. He can tell you’re aching for him, raking a hand through his damp blonde hair as he stalks you into a corner.

“Why do you always fight it so much?” Billy asks, looking you up and down with a ravenous hunger in his eyes and cocky smirk on his lips “When you know how good it feels,”

“Because of that ego…it’s big enough for the both of us,” You quip back, knowing your stalling tactics are useless. You’re already watching his hands, desperate to feel them. He notices, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear and the subtle brush of his fingertips against your ear makes you gasp quietly.

He trails his fingers, barely touching you as they slide down your neck. You know a trail of goosebumps follow the path of his touch as your body responds to him. He still descends, tracing the curve of your breast. You can’t stop him as his hand sneaks up your shirt and though you fully expect it, the rough way he palms your breast still makes you groan.

“You like it when I touch you?” Billy’s thumb flicks past the peak of your nipple, “Is that why you don’t stop me?” the playfulness in his tone coupled with his confidence is nearly infuriating, but as his hand slips lower now, sneaking into the waistband of your pants, you know you won’t be able to deny that in also inflames your lust for him.

“Oh you do like it,” He says with as much confidence, but in an animalistic growl as his fingers slip between your legs and test the evidence of your arousal. As his fingers invade your sex, your head leans back against the wall and you give in to his carnal persuasion.

You can never resist Billy Gunn - and he knows it.

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lisatommo28 · 1 year

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Had the weirdest sexual dream about Billy Gunn which

1.... WHAT THE FUCK

2....WHAT THE FUCK

And 3 WHAT THE FUCK... He's literally old enough to be my father

#billy gunn #scissor me daddy ass #send help #wwe #aew #smut thoughts #dreams #weird

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plentyoffandoms · 1 year

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Requests are closed for now.

Requests I am working on:

Carmelo Hayes x f/Reader x Ricochet smut (Completed)

Ramón Arellano Félix x f/Reader (Completed)

Max Caster x f/Reader (Billy Gunn's daughter) (Completed)

Darius Martin x f/Reader professional dancer smut (Completed)

Jungle Boy x f/Reader (Completed)

Jon Moxley x f/Reader (Completed)

Matt Menard x f/Reader smut (with a hint of Angelo Parker) (Completed)

Jon Moxley x f/Reader x Ex-boyfriend!Seth Rollins (Completed)

Jon Moxley x f/Reader (Completed)

Wardlow x f/Reader x Kenny Omega smut (Completed)

Darius Martin x f/Reader (Completed)

Colt Cabana x f/Reader smut (Completed)

Evil Uno x f/Reader smut (Completed)

Carmelo Hayes x f/Reader smut (Completed)

Eddie Kingston x f/Reader smut (Completed)

Matt Jackson x f/Reader (Completed)

Javier Peña x f/Reader (Completed)

Eddie Kingston x f/Reader smut

Lumberjack Chuck Taylor x f/Reader smut (Completed)

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tache-noire · 3 months

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20 Questions for Writers

tagged by: @dilf-in-peril HI THANK YOU

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

43!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

84,772

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Pro wrestling, right now. AEW and probably ROH and WWE in the future.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

I'm going from #2 onwards because #1 is a collection of stories that i have since re-uploaded separately, and the original collection is now hidden and inaccessible.

Ass-Kisser (Max Caster/MJF sloppy rimming+fucking in a hallway)

A Day In The Life Of A Dog (Play-by-play of House Of Black's activities on a show day, centered around Brody)

Welcome To The Business (Christian Cage+Luchasaurus/Nick Wayne noncon)

Daddy's Boys (The Acclaimed celebrate a win by DP-ing Billy Gunn)

Give Me Your Violence (Eddie Kingston/Jon Moxley rough sex)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to reply to every one, even if it's just "thank you!" or "I'm glad you liked it!"

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

How It Begins. I wasn't PLANNING on exploring Luchasaurus' psyche, but it happened anyway.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A Future With You is the sappiest thing i've ever written, by far. alpha4alpha husbands.....

8. Do you get hate on fics?

A looooooong time ago on a Dio Brando/Giorno Giovanna fic. I deleted it though.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

It's almost all i write. I tried to write actual plot once, but then i lost steam.

EDIT: I JUST REALIZED I SKIPPED PART 2 OF THE QUESTION

as for what kind i write, it's pure depraved kink, usually :) I have very few limits and they are eroding every day.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I've never actually written one, but I have some ideas rattling around in my head about a Hannibal/Crimes Of The Future crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

A couple, yes. I don't remember which ones, though.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope!

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I really don't know. I love any combination of Samoa Joe, CM Punk, and MJF, and any combination of Christian Cage, Nick Wayne, and Luchasaurus. And I like Eddie Kingston/Jon Moxley.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I'd really like to finish Tokeback Mountain someday, but for now it's labeled as discontinued. Evil Uno is surprisingly hard to write, and I'm eternally torn between including his shoot insecurities about his body and some mushy "noooo youre so sexy" shit, or keeping to kayfabe and having him be comfortable.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've gotten a couple comments mentioning characterization, so I guess I'm good at that. I think I write dialogue fairly well, too.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Anything other than pure smut, i think. I have trouble putting breathing room between actions/scenes.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Ehhhh. If it's gonna be entire sentences, I just don't do it. A couple words, maybe, but if a character's entire dialogue would have to be translated, I just keep it in english, italicize it, and leave a note that explains it. Like if I'm gonna write a fic about the Lucha Brothers and it's just them talking to each other, i'm going to write it in English, even though it should be assumed that they're speaking Spanish.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Silent Hill 2. You can still find my first fic on fanfiction.net if you really dig for it and somehow know it when you read it. My writing style changed drastically over the last 2 years though!

20. Favorite fic you've written?

I'm torn between a couple. Right at this moment I'm gonna say Reversal, because it was a weird sort of breakthrough where I didn't just write a kink I've never written before and was even a little uncomfortable with, but I took it almost as far as I possibly could, and I ended up loving it.

tagging: TAGGING MAKES ME NERVOUS BECAUSE I AUTOMATICALLY ASSUME I'M ANNOYING. IF YOU WRITE AND YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT YOUR WRITING, PLEEEAAAAAASE DO

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I posted 8,839 times in 2021

20 posts created (0%)

8819 posts reblogged (100%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 440.9 posts.

I added 4,161 tags in 2021

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#destiel - 592 posts

#spn - 550 posts

#julia - 292 posts

#supernatural - 290 posts

#barry - 203 posts

#deancas - 178 posts

#sam winchester - 168 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#there are so many pieces in the finale that just dont make any sense. it fundamentally breaks and pulls and references so many things

My Top Posts in 2021

I can't wait for 20 years from now when they reboot supernatural and we all rise up from the grave like those shitty zombies at the end of s14/start of s15. It'll be great.

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I just want to fucking scream

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spn asks: 8, 9, 11, 14, 27

Oh my god!!! Yay! Thank you for the ask!!!

8. Favorite Cas?

Endverse!Cas. Love my little Stoner dude who fell from grace and would follow Dean to the end of the world. I've literally been reading 'Down to Agincourt' by seperis and I'm almost on book four. Which is dedication, because it's beautifully written and lacking any smut. That's how much I love Endvers!Cas.

9. Favorite Dean?

Demon!Dean. How could you not love him? Sure, he's a 'bad guy,' but so is Billie Eilish and I'd follow both of them into hell with a smile.

11. Which episode do you wish we had gotten?

I honestly think it's a tie between Human!Impala, and a body swap episode. I would have loved to see Baby as some hot stud and Dean being all flustered when Baby inevitably asks why Dean is calling him 'the car' or 'impala' instead of their given name which is Baby. BUT I would have also loved to see Cas and Dean switch bodies and see Jensen and Misha acting like the other's characters. It would have been great.

14. If there was a reverse French Mistake, who would cope the best?

I think Jensen would, because he's essentially Dean Winchester, but more adjusted. I'm sure if given some time to train, then he'd fit into the position well.

27. Which would you rather have addressed in canon: Cas killing countless copes of Dean or Dean's grief each time Cas died?

I think I'd want his grief addressed, because unlike with other deaths of Dean's loved ones, I feel like Cas' deaths never got the same treatment? I dunno. I'm probably wrong, but I feel like when John, Mary, Bobby, or anyone else got a more fleshed out grieving Dean than anytime Cas passed. But maybe that was the point? 🤷🏼‍♀️

Thank you for the ask! I don't think I've ever done one before!

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Need New Blogs to Follow

I haven’t done this in years, but I’m looking for active blogs to follow for all of my fandom needs. If you post any of these fandoms, please reblog or like this post and I will check out your page and probably follow!

Supernatural

Doctor Who

Umbrella Academy

Marvel

Star Trek

Yu Yu Hakusho

Lovecraft Country

Disney

Stardew Valley

Animal Crossing

Kingdom Hearts

Good Omens

The Boys

Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

Persona

Spider-Man (Anything)

Sherlock

Miss Kobiyahsi’s Dragon Maid

Fruits Basket

Cowboy Bebop

Yuri on Ice

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I was today years old when I learned that Sean Gunn, James Gunn brother and the actor who plays Kraglin in the MCU, also does the motion capture for Rocket.

He also did the mod-capping for the Weasel in the new the Suicide Squad movie.

Huh.

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Val Venis x Fem Reader- “Layeth the Smackdown”

In the late 1990's, the World Wrestling Federation was increasing in popularity more and more.

The company that made Hulk Hogan and even professional wrestling in general a household name that nearly went out of business just a few years prior to 1999 was now the highest rated show on television, and eclipsing WCW in the ratings war.

The WWF of the late 90's was much different from the WWF of yore.

What was once a kid friendly company that was almost like a live action Saturday morning cartoon now became increasingly more violent, oversexualized, vulgar and downright shocking by the late 1990's, even the logo had changed into something edgier by the late 90's and the WWF now had a new slogan, now being known as WWF Attitude.

The name says it all.

Despite being a flop during its early years, "Monday Night Raw" was increasing in popularity by the late 90's, and its name "Monday Night Raw" says it all.

Keyword: raw.

Filled with blood, ECW-esque violence, swearing, shock value and even some sexual content.

Despite that from 1993 to about 1996, "Monday Night Raw" was hardly all that raw and almost never contained any of that stuff.

However, during the late 90's, 1999 to be exact, the WWF now had a new wrestling show, known as "Friday Night Smackdown", or "Smackdown" just for short.

"Smackdown" wasn't really as violent and edgy as "Monday Night Raw" was, it was even rated TV-PG, and "Smackdown" had a bluish, futuristic look and atmosphere to it, probably since the 20th Century was coming to a close and we were entering the new millennium, where so many ads and music videos looked so futuristic.

And probably since if "Raw" was too edgy for your taste, then "Smackdown" is where you could turn to, which is probably why it existed in the first place, even though "Smackdown" came out during the WWF's notorious Attitude era.

Despite that, during the first year "Smackdown" came out in 1999, there was a wrestling match on a Friday night episode of "Smackdown" between Billy Gunn, whose nickname was "Mr. Ass" and whose entrance music boasted about how he's an Ass Man, and Val Venis, one of the most controversial and adult oriented (keyword: adult) stars of the WWF's Attitude era.

You were standing by the ring, staring at Val and Billy wrestle each other.

This wrestling match is something special.

Whoever wins the belt gets to do something to you that's a surprise for the audience.

The audience has no idea what's in store for them, but they'll be happy about it for sure.

It turns out, Val was the winner of the match, and he held the belt up while his entrance music played.

Billy, however, slid underneath the ropes out of the ring looking pissed at Val.

Val offered his hand out to you, where one of your hands grabbed his hand and he pulled you into the ring, where you slid under the ropes and entered the ring with him.

The audience was hanging on the edges of their seat, excited and waiting for the big surprise.

Val then lowered himself down to the ring's floor and patted his thigh with his hand, offering you to lie down on his knees, grinning from ear to ear while he patted his thigh.

The audience saw what Val was doing, and the males (grown men and underage boys) got out of their seats and cheered, they knew what was coming next.

Jerry Lawler at the commentary table was shrieking his throat out, getting overexcited.

You then lowered yourself down to where Val was, lying on your stomach across Val's thighs.

Val still grinned from ear to ear seeing you lay on his thighs, and you wore a little miniskirt that made it easier for someone to lift up your skirt.

His other hand grabbed onto the bottom of your skirt and lifted your skirt up, exposing your bare ass for the whole world to see.

The males in the audience got out of their seats and cheered even louder seeing your bare bum, some of them even made a few wolf whistles at you.

Jerry Lawler sitting at the commentary table was shrieking his lungs out, going nuts seeing your rear end.

Your ass wasn't completely bare, you did have a thong underneath your skirt so the audience won't see your pussy.

Val's other hand grabbed the plastic wrestling belt slung on his shoulder that he had won, switching it and putting it in his other hand.

His other hand was gripping and holding your miniskirt while he held the belt up.

He lifted his arm up while holding that belt, his thumb and fingers holding both the straps of the belt together, only to swiftly swoop that belt down and smack your ass with that belt.

You slightly jumped and yelped when your ass got hit with a belt, your eyes shutting tight and your teeth grimacing like it hurt.

Val proceeded to spank your ass repeatedly with that plastic belt, sometimes your butt got hit with the straps, other times it was the plastic middle of that belt.

He was grinning wickedly from ear to ear as he spanked you, he stared at you while he spanked you.

Males cheered Val for spanking your rear, there were even some women in the audience getting out of their seats cheering you getting spanked.

"Y'think she'll be a good girl after this?" Jim Ross asked.

"I hope not!" Jerry Lawler exclaimed. "I'm just wishin' I was Val!"

The plastic belt was flogging both of your ass cheeks, sometimes he made the belt hit one of your ass cheeks one by one.

If he wasn't holding the straps of the belt together by pressing his thumb and fingers to make the straps of the belt attack together, then he held one strap of the belt with his fingers and thumb wrapped around the strap, whipping your ass with that belt.

Again, sometimes the plastic middle of the belt hit you, other times it was the leather straps.

Your ass was turning pink with every swipe and hit with that belt, tears could nearly well in your eyes and you bit your bottom lip.

He then wrapped one of his arms around your torso and lifted you up as he lifted himself up, standing inside the ring this time.

He showed the audience your bare ass, where one of his hands pulled your miniskirt down to your knees.

He then proceeded to spank and beat your ass with that belt in front of the crowd, the audience getting a good view of your rear getting spanked.

Males in the audience were going absolutely nuts, you could barely hear Val Venis's entrance theme playing.

Your face was scrunched up, looking like you're in pain while he's hitting your rear, though you shouldn't be looking like you're in pain.

Despite that spanking hurts, there's some people who enjoy being spanked, including your character who plays a nymphomaniac in the WWF/E.

He continued whipping your ass with that belt while his fingers were wrapped around one strap, and when the other strap swung back to his hand, his thumb tried to press the other strap down.

He did successfully hold the other strap down with his thumb, where he proceeded to spank your ass with that belt, sometimes hitting your ass with the leather belt part, other times the plastic belt crashing to your ass.

He wrapped his arm around your waist again, rotating and turning you until your ass was in front of the camera, showing off for everyone to see.

Now people watching this on television can see your ass, and he continued whipping and spanking your ass the same way he was spanking you previously.

"Gives new meaning to 'Friday Night Smackdown'!" Jim Ross joked.

And that's precisely why Val is spanking you with that belt.

When kids get spanked, that's a punishment for them being naughty.

After that spanking, does that mean you're going to be a good girl from now on?

And wear clothes and be conservative and not slutty?

Nope.

But that was the opposite for Val Venis, eventually he cut his hair and joined that Right to Censor group, a faction of people who fought to get rid of all of the smut and violence in the WWF!

And 2 people in that faction were Val Venis, who once played a porn star, and the Godfather, who played a pimp with a train of hoes by his side.

You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain...

Even the Right to Censor attacked you and tried to censor you when you tried to do a striptease on "Monday Night Raw".

Actually, you even were almost a member of Right to Censor, there were many talks and even some fans sending letters and emails to get you to be a member of RTC, but nope, that wasn't happenin'...

#val venis #wwf #attitude era #1999 #90s #smackdown #friday night smackdown #wwf attitude #fanfiction

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onlyonewoman · 7 years

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Suddenly he felt a movement, a curling of fingers, tentative and insecure at his groin and Ben couldn’t stand the tension. He let out a sigh against the man’s chest and the hand immediately moved. ”Please… don’t stop…” It was a whisper and Ben’s heart was racing, not knowing exactly what line he’d crossed with his plead, only that the hand came back, light and asking at first, then finally, finally opening buttons, searching through layers of fabric and taking Ben’s aching member, stroking it slowly as if he still wasn’t sure he wanted this. Ben had his forehead pressed against the other man’s chest and the heart behind all the hard layers was beating fast, fast like a very small animal’s. So much fear.

#gunnbones #ben gunn #billy bones #post-canon #black sails #fanfic #smut #alternate ending #treasure island is fake news #treasure island can suck it #ao3 #ao3feed

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 4 months

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Can you please make a part 2 of Old flame?

Old Flame II

Summary: In an attempt to get under Billy's skin Bullet Club Gold interrupts The Acclaimed to request a trios title shot. During the confrontation, Austin and Colten bring up Y/n and how Billy is secretly in love with her after all these years. What happens when Y/n runs into Austin and Colten after Dynamite and learns that the words exchanged were indeed true.

Part 1 Part 3 Main Masterlist

Word count: 1092

Yn’s pov

When I signed with AEW I knew that would mean I would be working with my ex. That idea never bothered me, it had been so many years I had almost completely forgotten about it. I wouldn’t even call him my ex because we never officially dated, we were just friends that slept together. Billy got married, had two children and moved on like I did. Shortly after we split I got the opportunity to move across the world to work in Japan and I jumped at the opportunity. Even though Billy and I were never an item when I told him I was moving to Japan it was almost as if I was handing him divorce papers. I had never seen him in such a state, he thought he was the one who made me move but the job opportunity was just a pure coincidence.

“Y/n, you don’t have to do this. Please stay, stay with me” Billy begged as he held onto me as if he was drowning and I was a life preserve. “I’m sorry but I can’t pass up this opportunity” I told the poor man. “If you really want you can move with me?” I knew he would never say yes but I had to at least throw the idea out there. “You know I can’t do that” he told me. “You have to let me go, Billy. It’s not like we are dating, you did that to yourself. You can call me if you need anything even with a 14-hour time difference” With that I left, hopping on a plane wondering if I was making the right decision.

Fast forward 30 years here I am in AEW. Japan taught me many things, although I did spend some time wrestling I was more focused on writing. I became a creative director and producer for some of the big leagues in Japan. During that time I had a daughter and met many different people, people who I would be friends for life with. That was how I ended up in AEW. The forbidden door PPV brought me back to the States where I decided I would stay, signing with AEW.

It was weird when I first saw Billy for the first time after so many years. I knew he was there but seeing him in person was a whole different story. He was more attractive now and more muscular if that was even possible. Billy and I didn’t spend too much time with each other as we were both busy but I did spend a lot of time with his sons. When Austin and Colten asked if I could help train them I accepted the offer, training the two of them with my daughter Ashley. At first, I found it weird how many questions Austin kept asking about my relationship with his father but just ignored it. It wasn’t until I heard the words exchanged between Bullet Club Gold and The Acclaimed that I got it. All of these invasive questions were to get under Billy’s skin. It was a smart idea but I didn’t know how it was relevant.

After the show, I ran into Austin and Colten Gunn to which I asked them about their choice of words on dynamite. “You know what we said was true right?” Colten asked me

“What do you mean by that?” “I mean my dad is still in love with you!” I was shocked by what I was hearing. “What?” I asked in disbelief “It’s true” Austin said “I mean just look at the guy. Since the moment you stepped in here, he hasn’t shut up about you. Have you seen our mom, she looks like a bad ripoff of you” The more I thought about it I guess it made sense. He was quite upset after the whole incident, more than I was. Although the mention of Billy getting with someone with similar features as mine was funny, I didn’t think it was true. That it was until I saw a picture. “See! I told you, the same person!” Colten said to me as I looked at the photo in my hands. Sure we both had Y/h/c hair and Y/e/c eyes but I would say that was a coincidence.

“I think this is a bit far-fetched don’t you think? That’s also mean to your mom, I’m sure she’s a nice person” I told the boys. “I don’t like my mom. I like my dad more and that’s saying something” Austin told me. “Yeah, I wish you were my mom. Billy even showed us all of your old matches when we were little. He talked about you a lot. I think my mom was jealous, that’s why she dipped” Colten confessed.

This was a lot of information for me to process. Sure I was in a similar situation, being a single mom after Ashley’s father couldn’t handle the wrestling lifestyle. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to throw myself at Billy like I was back in my 20s. Sure it was nice to see Billy again, age served him well. He was way different than I remembered. He was more mature, wiser, he was kinder and everyone liked him. The Billy Gunn I remembered was an Ass man. People were jealous of him, women threw themself at him, he had an attitude and bad temper he was a walking red flag but I knew deep down inside was a good guy.

This Billy Gunn was Daddy Ass. He was respected, looked up to, and a mentor. He was kind to people, going out of his way to make young talent feel welcome. His title of “Daddy” Ass was accurate as he just had this “Daddy” aura to him. Not in a DILF way but a Daddy way. An overprotective kind soul, the guy I knew was hiding under the cockiness he had during his youth.

I didn’t know what to do with this new information. If Billy was in love with me he should be the one to tell me, not his sons. “I think it’s getting late don’t you think. We can chat more about this next week at your next session. If what you told me is true it should be your dad telling me this not you. Good night boys” I told them as I left the arena. I didn’t even notice that I angrily stormed past Billy until I heard him calling my name. Stopping me in my tracks.

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magnoliacharmed · 1 year

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It Takes Two To Tango

(not my gif!)

18+, Billy Gunn x Fem!Reader one shot

[Also available on Archive of Our Own!]

Word count: 2,592

Tags: Oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, swallowing, trying to be quiet, secret relationship

Additional characters: Ken Shamrock, Jim Ross, Jerry Lawler, Vince McMahon

Summary:

Your real life relationship with Billy Gunn begins to pick up steam on TV. Your kayfabe boyfriend, Ken Shamrock, doesn’t like what he sees.

“JR, you see the way Gunn looks at me when I enter the ring! Always trying to peek under my skirt. I’m not having it any more.”

“That bastard really shouldn’t be treating a young lady like you in that way.”

“Well with the way she dresses, what do you expect?! I wouldn’t be able to contain myself either!”

“You’re such an old pervert, King.” Your voice crackled over the mic.

You readjusted the headphones squeezing your ears. This was your first time on commentary and it was a lot more fun than you expected. A hell of a lot more fun than interviewing backstage. Even with Vince yelling in your ear the whole time, the banter between you, JR, and Jerry made it all worth it. It was also nice to get a break from standing around in your heels. You watched Billy enter the ring doing his spiel. It never got old and the crowd seemed to agree.

“… then I’ve got two words for ya!”

“SUCK IT!”

Billy thrusted, then pointed right at you.

“Can you abide by this?!” You turned your head to JR, your eyebrows scrunched up in overplayed annoyance while your voice raised a pitch. The camera caught JR shaking his head and Jerry laughing like a hyena.

Billy was up against Ken Shamrock. After dealing with Val Venis trying to corrupt his sister Ryan, Ken had gotten himself involved in a love triangle with you and Billy. So far he’d won in the ring, but he hadn’t been able to capture your affections outside of it. Despite his gentlemanly behavior defending you against Billy’s lewd presence, the blond still edged him out. He was never exceptionally rude, just flirtatious in the way that confident people can be. It (unfortunately) was still working on you even though you knew he was no good.

Just as Billy geared up to do his signature Fame-asser, Ken managed to get out of the way. He got Billy with a clothesline and was close to getting him in position for an ankle lock, but Billy rolled out of the ring in a graceful flash. His eyes immediately focused on you, his stride long and slightly wounded as he made his way over. The mics on the table picked up his words.

“Stop distracting me over here before I have to teach you a lesson.”

“Oh, please. Maybe become a better wrestler and you won’t have such an issue with distractions.”

Jerry’s high pitched voice let out an “Oh! OH!” Vince was close to blowing out your eardrums on the other end of the headphones.

“SHUT UP, YOU’RE ONLY OUT THERE TO LOOK CUTE.”

Billy huffed, close to being out of breath. You were supposed to be on Shamrock’s side. He was the good guy. He was the one who treated you with some respect. But that was so boring. Poor Ken.

Billy walked away, pointing at you again and gesturing towards his crotch. He re-entered the ring to struggle with Shamrock for a few minutes before finally being subjected to the ankle lock. Billy tried his hardest, but ultimately tapped out.

It was hard to hear over the cheers.

“How’re you gonna reward your boyfriend?!” Jerry asked, his voice keeping that hysteric note to it. You wonder where he got the energy from.

“Don’t worry about what I’ll do to him!”

You took the headset off in a rush and scrambled from behind the announcers table. You were almost in the ring, crouching down to get between the ropes, when Billy grabbed you from outside of it. He pressed his heaving chest to yours and began to whisper in your ear.

“I know you want me. You gonna let me make you feel good later?”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes at his words even though they made heat pool down below. Wriggling out his tight hold took some effort. With a quick flicker of your eyes up and down his well toned body, something you were sure you’d catch some heat for, you turned away to run to congratulate Ken. He looked at you with a tired sort of skepticism as you planted kisses across his face that were more subdued than the crowd expected.

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Backstage, you thought about the night so far. Even though Vince treated you like a puppy that piddled on the nice rug, you were sure that this wouldn’t ruin your push. He didn’t immediately leave gorilla to fire you after it was all said and done. The love triangle was getting good pops. Ken looked sympathetic from losing his sister and girlfriend in quick succession. Billy was establishing himself as a worthy competitor. You were getting the chance to show off your personality, something you hoped to pivot into more in-ring action. Everyone won!

Well, everyone except Ken.

His steps were heavy as he approached you. It took a second to register that he was even there, your head so up in the clouds that your vision blurred into a watercolor painting.

“What the hell was that with you and Billy?”

“What was what?”

Ken was a lot more upset than you thought. This was nothing but an angle! You two had tried to go on a few dates, sure. There was no spark between you two. At least on your end. He was handsome and he was sorta funny…? In the end, he just didn’t do it for you. Whatever it was, that special X factor, Shamrock didn’t have it. Billy did.

“You and Billy at the end of the damn match. Are you two fucking?”

You weren’t going to let his sour mood ruin your high. He should’ve been happy the match went so well. Plus, he knew the deal— you were only dating on screen, and that was barely. A few decent dates don’t make a relationship.

“Is that really any of your business?”

“Are you?”

“You’re so nosy, Ken. No, Billy and I aren’t fucking since you want to know so badly. And I’ll say it one more time just so you feel reassured—“ Your voice rose.

“—I AM NOT FUCKING BILLY GUNN. You know I’m also not fucking? You. So don’t worry about what or who I’m doing in my free time, alright?”

“Yeah, alright. You just watch out and don’t get hurt.” Ken’s face was stony as he turned to walk away from you. You didn’t know he cared that much about you. That clouded up your thoughts again. You started to wallow in confusion when Billy rounded a corner. He had a smug smile painting his face walking up to you.

“Heard we weren’t fucking. You don’t know how sad that makes me.”

“Geez, I said that so loud you heard me?”

“Well I only paid attention ‘cause I misheard and thought you said that we would be.”

“Yeah, you definitely misheard.” He was pulling you right into his little flirtatious back and forth.

“That’s too bad. I’ve got a few things I wanna do to you that I wasn't allowed to say on TV.”

“Mmhmm, I sure bet you do.” Your voice was a whisper.

Gunn was undeniably sexy, an even tan contrasting with his blond hair. His long legs looked powerful, like he really could fuck you as hard he did his taunt. His height wasn’t intimidating or foreboding. There was something in the way you had to look up at him, a spark that turned you on beyond belief.

“You know,” Billy popped his gum. “I heard Vince is gonna do a poll in the next issue of the magazine. ‘Who’ll be the next hot couple in the WWF?’ You think he’ll put you and Ken or you and me?”

A playful smile spread on his face. You lightly slapped him on the chest, then made a frown at hearing Ken’s name. He was the last thing you wanted on your mind.

“Vince probably isn’t too happy with me right now.”

“Was he screaming at you?”

“Absolutely.”

“I could hear it even all the way from where I was. You’ll be fine. He gives all the pretty ones a pass.”

“I see you’re using that famous charm of yours on me.”

“Yeah, is it working?”

You laughed and rose up to place a long kiss on his cheek. It was a kiss that the audience sure would’ve liked to see you give Ken. You bristled as the thought slid through your mind, but it was dashed away by Billy’s hand slowly sliding down to palm at your ass. His favorite way to tease you out on the mat was by doing anything he could to take a nice look at it. There were many times when he got hard just thinking about bending you over.

“Why don’t you let me tell you what was on my mind earlier?”

Billy got dangerously close to reaching under your skirt, his fingers caressing your skin with more gentleness than you expected. It made your head swim with dirty thoughts and lit a fire within.

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You bit down so hard your lip it started to bleed a bit. You had to keep your mouth shut! With the attention Billy was paying to your clit, his tongue swirling around it at an unhurried pace, it was hard to keep quiet. A buzzing feeling coursed through your body that made your nerves clench up in ecstasy. Billy’s eyes stayed glued on your tortured expression above him, the twisting of your features making his cock twitch. Little moans escaped you with every lick of his tongue.

“You’ve gotta be quieter if you want me to keep going.” He stopped, noisily releasing suction from your clit.

“Are you serious? Don’t stop, someone might catch us if we take too long.”

“They will catch us if you don’t try to keep your voice down.”

“I’ll be quieter,” Your voice was filled with grit.

You didn’t even finish the short sentence as Billy returned to eating you out. It took your all not to make a sound, especially when he grabbed your hips to pull you closer into him. You collapsed onto your elbows and threw your head back, feeling like you were ready to explode. It was hard to stay silent when he was giving you his all. Gunn kept his promise when he told you he’d make you feel good.

The heel of your shoe kicked against his back. It was the only way you could express how close you were to your orgasm. You could’ve sworn Billy smiled as he stopped again.

“You gonna come for me?”

You shook your head yes frantically.

“Tell me.”

The look you gave him could only be described as pointed.

“I’m gonna come for you, Billy.” You were close to losing your composure. You didn’t want to whisper, you wanted to scream.

Seconds later he was back and taking you over the edge. You completely collapsed on the desk below you, your legs shaking then going limp as Billy kept licking. He finally stopped but not before leaving a kiss on your oversensitive spot.

With one swoop he picked you up, your legs wrapping against him with no second thought. He carried you with ease and pressed your back against the office door. You watched as his lips moved in to kiss your neck, the feeling of his breath against your skin shooting through you like lightning. It was almost overwhelming how great his body felt against yours. As if it was meant for you to be pressed that close together.

“Shhh,” Billy hushed you as he slowly pushed inside you. His preparation wasn’t enough for you to mentally prepare yourself. A loud moan filled the room, spurring him on to thrust fast and deep into you. How he could do this while holding you up was beyond you. Your assumption about his legs was happily proven right as he maintained a good, hard rhythm.

Gunn’s hand quickly reached up to pull down the neck of your dress, your breasts suddenly exposed to the cold air of the room. The chill brought you back down from the stars. Billy tore his gaze away from your face to stare at the bounce of your tits, the mesmerized expression on his face giving you a boost of confidence.

“Fuck, you look so good.”

You buried your head in his shoulder and moaned again, deep and primal. For purely selfish reasons, he didn’t want you moaning. Of course didn’t want you to get in trouble… but he also knew he’d come too fast if he heard your voice making the noises he so loved to hear. It was too late. You were past the point of no return and didn’t care who heard you.

His tongue found itself back around yours. The sloppy kiss pushed you to the next level. His urgency was so hot, it was like he just couldn’t contain himself around you. You could always count on Billy to make you feel wanted.

“Gonna... oh my God,” You breathed right into his ear. As soon as you said it, every muscle in your body compressed. No one else was ever going to make you come harder than he did, a fact he would have loved to lord over you if he knew it. Just when you were beginning to remember where you were, Billy pulled out of you and pushed you on to your knees.

“Where?” Gunn stroked himself with a tight grip, his words strained. His cock was still shiny from your wetness. It was hypnotizing.

You opened wide to take Billy down your throat with perfect timing. He released hot, your mouth getting coated while you sucked him down. Now it was your turn to look up at him, his lips parted in awe. He caressed your cheek with the same gentleness from earlier. When he began to soften, you took his cock out of his mouth to get a good look at it. It was beautiful, one thin vein running down the long length of it. The way you gazed at it made his heart thump loudly in his chest.

Your brain struggled to form words as he helped you up. His hand held yours as if he was escorting you to a debutante ball instead of picking you up after he came in your mouth. It did feel equally as magical.

“Now imagine how good I am when I have a bed.” Somehow he snuck a new piece of gum in his mouth when you weren’t looking.

“That’s an invitation, I assume.”

“Yeah, for tonight actually.”

The two of you put your clothes back on in a rush. It wasn’t a secret that you two were fucking. If it was, it was poorly guarded. You just didn’t want to deal with Ken actually catching you with that post-sex disheveled look. The two of you at least needed to be cordial to make it all believable on television. There was a little part of you that hoped Vince really would couple you and Billy on the magazine poll. Maybe you two would win and get paired together.

Stepping out of the office, you and Billy looked around. No one walking by, no one hanging out. Perfect.

“Don’t think about me too much before tonight. Save the stamina.” It was hard to play it cool when you knew that you’d be replaying everything he did to you for the next few hours.

Billy’s laugh echoed down the hall while he walked away from you.

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